In the Dump
I scavenge
for peace
shard of tie dye
in a warring world
I scavenge
for warmth
a quilt of love
in a cold world
I scavenge
for fairness
for everyone
an entitled world
In the dump
I pick among
bones of loss
cold hard world
Willow, sometimes it seems that even in the dump there is nothing to find....the bones of loss are cold indeed.
ReplyDeleteHope you find an unexpected hidden treasure in that dump, Willow.
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